I move so slow, steady crushing hand; holy shit! there’s a company in my back
I move so slow, steady crushing hand; holy shit! there’s a company in my back

you learn so slow, old radiant beauty; I’ll curve my flight
you learn so slow, old radiant beauty; I’ll curve my flight
under your bended knee
and I will always die
I will always die
I will always die, so you can remember me

I move so slow, steady crushing hand; holy shit! there’s a company in my back
I move so slow, steady crushing hand; holy shit! there’s a company in my back
there’s a company in my back

The Joke Explained

I never held your gazeI never know my placeI stare at the eyes staring at my face It always ends in a tieThere is no knitting the divideI cry at the joke explained

Ah but if I had knownIf I had knownIf I had knownI would have never believed

I never smoked my chainWhoever measures the crestAh they can have my broken chestIt's a staring contest, in a hall of mirrors I sweat tears but I don't ever cry

Ah but if I had knownIf I had knownIf I had knownI would have never believed

I never knelt at the newsMy parrot perished in the pews I climb back into the yolkIt always ends in a tieThere is no knitting the divideI cry at the joke explained

Ah if I had knownIf I had knownIf I had knownI would have never believed (x3)

Misunderstood

When you're back in your old neighborhood
The cigarettes taste so good
But you're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

There's something there that you can't find
You look honest when you're telling a lie
You hurt her but you don't know why
You love her but you don't know why

Short on long term goals
There's a party there that we ought to go to
If you still love rock and roll
If you still love rock and roll?

It's only a quarter to three
Reflecting off of your CD
You're looking at a picture of me
You're staring at a picture of me

Take the guitar player for a ride
'Cause he ain't never been satisfied
He thinks he owes some kind of debt
It'll be years before he gets over it

There's a fortune inside your head
When all you touch turns to lead
You think you might just crawl back in bed
With a fortune inside your head

I know you're just a mama's boy
You're positively unemployed
So misunderstood
So misunderstood

I know you've got a god-shaped hole
You're bleeding out your heart full of soul
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

I'd like to thank you all for nothing
I'd like to thank you all for nothing at all
I'd like to thank you all for nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all

Side with the Seeds

Tires type black
Where the blacktop cracks
Weeds spark through
Dark green enough to be blue
When the mysteries we believe in
Aren’t dreamed enough to be true
Some side with the leaves
Some side with the seeds

The treetops nod
The rain applauds
The park grows dark
And the swings all slowly die
But you and I will be undefeated
By agreeing to disagree
No one wins but the thieves
So why side with anything

The streetlights glow
Comes and goes
When the sun comes back
As we all can plainly see
Embracing the situation
Is our only chance to be free
I’ll side with you
If you side with me

Summerteeth

Like a cloud His fingers explode On the typewriter ribbon The shadow grows His heart's in a bowl behind the bank And every evening when he gets home To make his supper and eat it alone His black shirt cries While his shoes get cold

It's just a dream he keeps having And it doesn't seem to mean anything And it doesn't seem to mean anything

One summer a suicide Another autumn a traveler's guide He hits snooze twice before he dies And every evening when he gets home To make his supper and eat it alone His black shirt cries While his shoes get cold

It's just a dream he keeps having And it doesn't seem to mean anything It's just a dream he keeps having

He feels lucky to have you here In his kitchen, in your chair Sometimes he forgets that you're even there

It's just a dream he keeps having And it doesn't seem to mean anything It's just a dream he keeps having It's just a dream And it doesn't seem to mean anything

Whole Love

And I know that I won’t beThe easiest to set freeAnd I know that I won’t be the lastCold captain tied to the mast

I recall you on the telephoneI recall when you get madI will still love you to deathAnd I won’t ever forget how

And I know that it won’t beThe easiest to set freeAnd I know that I won’t be the lastCold captain tied to the mast

I’m on the other sideI’m satisfiedI’m a spirit doveI’m looking for your love

I’m simple as a matter of factA punch in the nose don’t overreactI will still love you to deathAnd I won’t ever forget how

And I know that I won’t beThe easiest to set freeAnd I know that I won’t be the lastCold captain tied to the mast

And I know that I won’t be the oneTo securely know when it’s wrongBut I hope I know when it’s pastAnd I hope I know when to show you myWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveI won’t ever forget how

Locator

Locator sees me swaying through the catacombs

Locator hears me whispering in my home

Even when the waves are falling, beating me into diamonds

Even when the wheels are whining

Even when the wheels are whining, something in the sky can find me

I x8, hide x8

Here below x4

Oh no, Locator it is I

Even when I runI’m crawling

Even through the walls and blinds and

Even when the wheels are whining x3

something in the sky can find me

I x8, hide x8

Here below x4

I love Locator everywhere I go

I tell Locator everything it wants to know

Shrug and Destroy

Some long for the past, others dream of at last

Days continue, multiply multitudes

I wonder who destroys when no one is left, rejoice

All our statues, lullabies and rented rooms

Distances no one will go for instances no one can know

I say good night, leave the room unsatisfied

like a child, I lie

Almost alone, not quite

Crowded avenues

Homeless in tennis shoes

Sometimes I wish to set free the things that still matter to me

Days continue like a knife might intrude

I wonder who destroys

when nothing is left, rejoice.

Born Alone

I have heard the war and worry of the gospelFerried fast across the voidI have married broken spoke charging smoke wheelsSpit and swallowed opioidI am the driver at the wheel of the horrorMarching circles at the gateMine eyes have seenThe fury so flattered by fate

Tonight I’d rather count the warm fuse internallySubtract the silence of myselfI would rather choose the middle mind of mysteryReverse a riddle for my healthI’ll unwind strange rinds overpoweringToss the chimneys in the seaI believe I’ve seenThe finger divine extremity

Please come closer to the feather smooth lens flySadness is my luxuryWill you weather, join the cold, come before I dieMore aware of it than meThe valves are blowing stoneThe kids are unabashedLoneliness postponedMine eyes deceiving gloryI was born to die aloneAlone

Hummingbird

his goal in life was to be an echo
riding alone, town after town, toll after toll
a fixed bayonet through the great southwest
to forget her

she appears
in his dreams
but in his car, and in his arms
a dream could mean anything
a cheap sunset on a television set could upset her
but he never could

remember to remember me
standing still in your past
floating fast like a hummingbird

his goal in life was to be an echo
the type of sound that floats around
and then back down like a feather
but in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans
no one could hear him
or anything

so he slept, on a mountain
in a sleeping bag underneath the stars,
he would lie awake and count them
but the great fountain spray of the great Milky Way
would never let him
die alone

remember to remember me
standing still in your past
floating fast like a hummingbird
remember to remember me
standing still in your past
floating fast like a hummingbird
a hummingbird
a hummingbird

Pickled Ginger

Alone in the zone of the sadWhere no one gives a zig to the zagI'll never let you rotI'll never bet you don't knowSome might glisten the knotI'll never let it show

I know when I'm towing the dragWhere no one gives a zig to the zagI might have to let you rotI'm sad to let you goI can't remember the nightI know what I'll never knowNo one tells me how to behaveI'm mowing and I'm growing the grave

No one tells me how to be savedI'll know till I go to my grave

I'll never let you rotI'll never bet you don't knowSome might glisten the knotI'll never let it show

I'll going to let it rotYou'll never guess what's belowSome might glisten the knotI'll never let it show

Red Eyed and Blue

I Got You (At the End of the Century) (Live)

Outtasite (Outta Mind)

I know we don't talk much
But you're such a good talker
Oh-whoa

Well I know we should take a walk
But you're such a fast walker, oh-whoa,
Well alright

I know where I'll be tonight, alright
Outta mind outta site

Well okay
I know you don't love me
But you'll still be thinking of me, oh-whoa

Well alright
I know you probably hate me
That's okay with me
Alright!

I know where I'll be tonight, alright
Outta mind outta site
Outta mind outta site